This morning, on my way to a meeting with my “second line manager” (my boss’s boss), a guy was behind me at a door, one at which each person is supposed to “badge in” (No Tailgating!), but I held the door for him because he had in his hands: a cup of coffee, a laptop, and a box of Krispy Kreme doughnuts. I didn’t say hello to him or anything, because I didn’t know him.
Well, the man followed me all the way to the meeting room, and lo and behold: He was my second line manager! I hate it when that happens.
It can’t be good that I didn’t recognize him, but I did feel a little bit better when he started off the meeting by saying, “First of all, let me apologize that I didn’t make it to RTP in 2005 at all.” (He works in Austin.) And the one time he was here in 2004 was the only time I’d ever met him.
By the way, the doughnuts? One dozen: Seven plain glazed and five chocolate glazed. Yum!
This might be just me, but I’m thinking that the heavy guy I saw driving his car around at lunch today with a magnetic ad plastered on his car saying, “Lose Weight Now – Ask Me How,” is not going to win the Quarterly High Sales Award. Just a [big] gut feel.
The book club met for lunch today, sans Mary. Books were mentioned twice during the hour we were there.
This cartoon represents how I feel about all of these ridiculous spam e-mails I get, some examples which include:
| From: HighClassLadies | Subject: findA-Playmate |
| From: GirlsWantYouNow | Subject: Whywait? |
| From: InYourArea | Subject: DebbieHorny4U |
| From: ISawYouOnCam | Subject: YourHot |
(In addition to barking up the wrong tree, that last one wouldn’t even get my attention if it was from a guy – “It’s ‘You’re’ hot, you idiot.” Second of all, I don’t show my fat on cam, thanks, so you’re no more than a lie waiting to be opened.)
At the grocery store today the lady in front of me had a small order of about eight items — and good thing, since we were in the express lane — and right before the cashier hit total, she said, “I’ll have four cartons of Camels.” That added one-hundred bucks to her order. Old person comment: I remember when cigarettes were $3.50 a carton.
I walked for an hour around Lake Johnson today, and listened to several podcasts in the process. The last 15 minutes or so, I listened to music.
